
I’m an American—and I’m Lost in America
I confess that I’m a little lost, presently. Lately I’ve become a restless, reluctant nomad. I am a lifelong American, who is profoundly disoriented trying to navigate this nation now.

I confess that I’m a little lost, presently. Lately I’ve become a restless, reluctant nomad. I am a lifelong American, who is profoundly disoriented trying to navigate this nation now.

Colin Kaepernick was right about us, white America. He was right to kneel because when he did, he fully exposed us. He exposed us as we became viscerally disgusted, not

When decency dies, all good people should grieve. Whenever someone of character leaves this planet, the rest of us should mourn that loss, because the attrition leaves us all worse

Every day I meet professed Christians treating LGBTQ people like garbage and trying to convince me that God is making them. You can always tell when people of faith want

I confess that I’m a little lost, presently. Lately I’ve become a restless, reluctant nomad. I am a lifelong American, who is profoundly disoriented trying to navigate this nation now.

Colin Kaepernick was right about us, white America. He was right to kneel because when he did, he fully exposed us. He exposed us as we became viscerally disgusted, not

When decency dies, all good people should grieve. Whenever someone of character leaves this planet, the rest of us should mourn that loss, because the attrition leaves us all worse

Every day I meet professed Christians treating LGBTQ people like garbage and trying to convince me that God is making them. You can always tell when people of faith want